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[glow=black,2,300]((switching to third person from here on out))
Leon's eyes flicked down and to the left of him where the comparably small teenager stood, frozen. "Yeah, sirs. Look- I'm gonna be completely honest. That um, "Richie Rich" boy who's got his panties all up in a twist down at your station? He's a real flatnose." The policemen seemed amused yet dissatisfied with his rambling thus far. "Alright, look. He's in my psychology class. Guy struts in every day like he's all that plus the entire rack of chips and then some. So a couple buddies of mine thought it'd be funny to distract him while we jack his car."
"And what were you going to do with this- may I remind you- stolen vehicle, young man?" an eyebrow was raised on the first officer's face as the other spoke.
"To be honest, we were gonna stick some madam mattresses all over it and spray some nasty perfume in it so he had to smell it for a good few weeks." With that, Leon snatched the package of pads up from the bag and showed the police officers.
"Son, this is theft. I don't care how many paddywhackers yous lap to the seats of that thing. It ain't yours, boy. Plain and simple. We're gonna have to take you and your pretty little gal her down to the station and-"
"Come on, Mike. Like you didn't do stupid sh*t when you were a teenager? They were just messin' around. It's his buddy. Guy didn't even know who took the damn thing. Bet he wouldn't have called in a report if he knew who had it." the other officer scoffed annoyingly.
"Ryder, this is still-"
"A warning. Let 'em off with a warning. Not like they're hiding a body in the trunk." here the supposed Ryder officer chuckled wildly and paused. "Right kids?" To this Leon smirked and chuckled along to while Trix seemed frazzled in her place.
"Alrighty. You kids got off lucky this time. But as a subtle recommendation, I'd have gone with something messier. Maybe mayonnaise or Vaseline." Leon breathed a laugh and looked down at Trix.
"Thanks guys, you're real pals!" Leon called as the officers moved towards their patrol cars. Officer Ryder made direct eye contact with Trix as his eye flashed black, a conspicuous and playful grin on his face. Leon could feel her shock and confusion fill the atmosphere around them.
"Don't worry, Trix. He's one of the good ones." the fair skinned demon boy assured her. "He got us out of this mess, didn't he?" When she stilled stared in awe, he moved her head to look at him. "C'mon now. You can't be that surprised he's one of us. Our kind is everywhere, Trix. The first grader on the slide. The escort for that oh so famous celebrity everyone is trying to get their hands on. Hell, half the time they are that celebrity. Your world runs off the seven deadly sins. Greed, lust. It's everywhere, babydoll. Hate to break it to you."
With that, he placed the pads back in the plastic bag, tossed it in the back of the SUV, and stepped up into the driver's seat. When she finally climbed into the passenger's side, he couldn't help but give her a funny look. "So where do you wanna go?" Leon finally questioned. "Anywhere. Well, any physical location. Preferably in this country- but not limited to. It's your choice."
Trix returned his look with one of bewilderment. As if she was coming over the stages of frustration and trauma and was now just trying to figure it out in her own mind. Like she was struggling to solidify the situation in her own head.
"Come on, there's gotta be somewhere. Don't just gimme that look. It makes me think some dirty things about you. There has to be something you've always wanted to do. I'm gonna make sure you live a little before you die, sweetheart."
(it's bad. I swear I'm better than what I've provided in this thread. my muse is wavering and i had a stressful day. plus i'm exhausted.
and at this point i'm just making excuses for my poorly established literature)[/glow]
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